Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story, Part VII (Hucow, Lactation, Oral, Anal, mild mDom, Piercing, MFFFFFFFFF, Incest[M/D,S/S,GM/GS])

Howdy. This part is the “inspection” story I have been hinting at for a few episodes. I would have posted this a couple days ago, but I just felt like it was lacking. Not sure why, but I hope you folks find it to be satisfying. The next episode after this one is already about two-thirds done, and I am really happy about that part, so it might not be too long before part VIII lands.

This episode picks up immediately after the previous episode ends.

As always, I will note that all characters are 18+, all cows are human cows, all wolves are human wolves.

Thank you for reading and for your support!

Enjoy!

Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story, Part VII

The rest of Sunday afternoon was uneventful. The cows milked, I filled them with bull juice, I made Bibi take her bull juice from Nina’s cunt and Lucy’s ass – plus all the other usual stuff.

And I fantasized about turning my mom into a cow…soon…

My third Hotwife experience [M40/F40] [hotwife, blow job, oral sex, squirting, deep throat , cum swallowing]

Hotwifing was still very new to me, but the thrill of new experiences was still raging within me. I had arranged a meet up with the latest guy in my usual way, a few flirty messages exchanged on my favourite lifestyle app and ultimately a date for “drinks and see if there’s a vibe”. I never thought I’d ever meet a guy and sleep with him on a first date, but this new lifestyle has changed so many things about how I approach things, if the vibe feels right, then I’m all in to see what’s next!

I arrive at a funky cocktail bar in the city at the prearranged time. I’d sent a pic of me in one of my latest sexy outfits, not too sexy, just enough to suggest I’m up for some fun, this one was various shades of pink with some flowers, and a lot of back visible, and pretty short. He’d sent a pic of him in a button down shirt and jeans… and of course his chiselled jaw and biceps clearly visible under the shirt. I knew he had a good body, because he had shard pics, but like a gentleman hadn’t immediately shared an assortment of dick pics.

After a day of sexy chores and other fun, my wife came in one stroke [MF]

*A while ago I asked for some tips to make a day of chores and errands sexy and fun. Here’s the results!*

We had a whole day off, kids in daycare. My wife and I agreed upon these rules:

1) While cleaning/doing chores in a room, we must both be either naked, in underwear/lingerie, or just “dress slutty” (wife’s suggestion)

2) We’re not allowed to touch each other until the specific task is done. If one of us breaks this rule, only the receiving partner is allowed to cum

3) If we’re out running errands, she doesn’t wear a bra. Panties are fine, as long as they are spicy enough (unless she doesn’t feel comfortable. Obviously, healthy doses of consent for everyone involved)

4) ?

I took the kids to daycare while my wife slept in a bit, and then I came back to start cleaning the kitchen. I was a bit nervous and I could feel my heart racing. We’d never done something like this before, and I wasn’t sure how I should act. Fortunately, I got the correct tone when I heard her voice behind me.

Office Heat: A Tale of Forbidden Intimacy– Chapter 3: The Contract [ Butt Slapping, Sexual Harassment, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Blow Jobs, Oral Sex, Breasts, Nipple Licking, Forced, Deepthroating, Gags]

Samantha sat perched on the windowsill, the only light in her apartment coming from the moon and the streetlights that flickered outside. She was lost in thought, unable to escape the memories of the night that had shattered her soul. Kayden Reeds, her boss, had forced himself onto her, leaving her a broken and empty shell of the woman she used to be. Her once-beautiful spirit was now withered and lifeless, and she couldn’t muster the strength to face him or the office again.

As she stared out into the darkness, she was suddenly jolted from her thoughts by the gentle touch of someone’s head on her lap. It was Andrew, her beloved brother, who had Down Syndrome. Despite his struggles, he brought Samantha more joy than anything else in her life. She tenderly ran her fingers through his hair, trying to force a smile onto her face.

“What’s wrong, Andrew?” she asked.

“Nothing,” he replied, his voice stuttering slightly. “I put a bouquet of flowers on the counter for you. I think your friend sent them.”

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The beginning of an odd affair[MF](long)

The year was 2015 and I was a newly married man. I had been with my wife for a few years before we wed and being sinners, we had not waited for marriage to consummate the relationship. That being said, we didn’t have that typical honeymooning period where we fuck like rabbits every waking we found alone together.

Were we in a full on dead bedroom situation? No, but we weren’t waking each other up with oral in the middle of the night just so we could bang it out for 120 seconds and be miserable at work the morning after anymore, and the most exciting it got was occasional hotel room sex with the curtains open.

While I wasn’t actively out looking for an affair, I was definitely manipulating myself more and more to the thoughts of other women. And the woman this story is about occasionally creeped into the Rolodex.

Crown – Part II (M/f, professor/student, degradation, humiliation, spitting, cunnilingus)

**NOTE: this follows a previous story started [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12oktyg/im_20sf_finally_getting_closer_to_convincing_my/), so you may want to read that first.**

*Tell me what you want tonight.*

I look at your ceiling to avoid eye contact, then close my eyes before you can call me out. Your cheek on my thigh feels white-hot by comparison: all heat where our bodies connect / all chills elsewhere. I blush to the roots of my hair, but you’re patient. You’ll push buttons that make me the best worst kind of embarrassed, but you’ll do so on your own time. You’ll toy with me. You’ll mock me running out of words despite being articulate elsewhere. Maybe you’ll pull out the *I’m not mad, just disappointed* voice. But for now? You wait.

*What do I want tonight? Everything. I’ll probably want a drink, a dinner, and a hot bath in roughly that order.*

I bring my hands to your hair. When you neither move them away nor scold me, I know I’ve done something right.

*I want to be beaten until I try to crawl away from you. I want to say “thank you” each time you slap me, with your wife thoroughly horrified in another room. And after your hand or the toys give out, I want sex that leaves me crying from relief. So…everything. I want it all.*

The Hatred That Binds Us [M28/F28] [Oral stimulation] [Period Novel] [Enemies to Lovers] [Mention of old scars from a beating]

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[…]

Despite not being able to see her in the darkness of his room, Iarfhlaith knew she was there. The soft scent of black currant and gardenia gave her away. The last time he had felt her perfume had been thirteen years ago, when she set an ambush to assassinate him, and the floral scent haunted him ever since. The insolent woman he loathed tormented him. Not because of the uncertainty of when she would strike again, but because no matter what he did to forget the feeling of her body under his, Niamh Ceallach was etched in his very soul.

A Night Out Leads to a Night In [21 F 24 M] [VANILLA] [Oral] [Fiction]

The night had been long, dinner with our friends was fun as usual, but Hailey and I had exhausted our social batteries. Walking into our apartment was a welcome relief. Making our way into the kitchen I noticed that I had left some lights on. Their warm yellow light softened the backsplash we had put in just over a month ago. I turn on some light music as we begin to tidy up for the night and make sure everything is in its place for the morning. At one point Hailey begins to quickly turn around, causing her golden curls to dance in the air. Feeling a rush of excitement from this I move in and catch her at the end of her twirl. Holding her in my arms. I can feel her head rest on my shoulder like it has so many times before.

After the Rehearsal Dinner – [F33/M33] – Bride, Intimate, Oral, Cuckold, Symbolism – Part One

Sally [33] sat at the long table, listening to a speech from her future father-in-law. Around the table sat her friends and family, all members of the wedding party for tomorrow’s ceremony. But as she listened, Sally’s mind wandered to her evenings future activities: she was going to meet “Him” [33] in the bridal suite.

Her fiancée Travis [38] held her hand, and looked back at her, recognizing that look of silent desire in her eyes. Travis didn’t mind that she had a pre-wedding rendevouz planned, it made her happy and Travis wanted her to be happy, above all else. Travis was a bit jealous, but in its own way, that excited him too.

Everyone had traveled to their destination venue, a mountain lodge, to celebrate Sally’s nuptials. But tonight, she wanted Him, and she wanted it to be special.

A few days before, her beau had sent a text, directing her to practice her wedding vows. She didn’t know why, but she followed His commands and thus, spent some time practicing.

Summer Skinny Dipping [M30/F30][Oral][Penetration][Facial][Outdoors]

The hot summer day was coming to a close. Mandy and Allen were watching the setting sun paint purple, violet, and orange streaks across the sky from the hammock on the porch. The crepuscular fauna was out and the thick humid air was alive with the buzz of insects along with the birds singing farewell to the sun.

Mandy lay on Allen’s chest and connected beads of sweat on his chest. They were both sleepy from fighting the day’s heat and content not to move much in the slight relief of the infrequent breeze across the hammock. They were both in their underwear.

That was the nice part of their farm house. The nearest neighbor was a mile out and the corn was still low enough that they could enjoy the late setting sun and the breeze across the open acres. They had a cut of the great outdoors all to themselves.

“I think we should go for a dip,” Mandy said. Her head popped up and she was suddenly energized by this idea.

“That water is probably as hot as the day was,” Allen objected. But, Mandy wouldn’t hear it.